That's how Song Qiao did things in the twentieth century.

Cui'er couldn't help it, and finally brought Watson to the backyard.

Watson greeted Yu Qiao and stood at the door with his head bowed from afar.

Song Yuqiao looked at him carefully. Born like a sculpture, three-dimensional facial features, and the texture of a plane model. There is a bit of coldness between the eyebrows and eyes, rejecting the loneliness of thousands of miles away.

Although he was wearing the coarse cloth short clothes of the subordinates, his posture was solid and straight, and the loneliness that came out of his heart was noble.

He is not very old, but he is rarely calm.

Asked directly: "Do you know how to do martial arts?" ”

He seemed to be taken aback, glanced up at Song Yuqiao, lowered his head and replied honestly: "It's just some superficial fist and foot kung fu." ”

Song Yuqiao nodded, and then said, "In the future, you will follow me and be used by my Yu Qiaoyuan." ”

He advanced and retreated in moderation: "Thank you Miss for your love, I'm afraid that the old lady and the eldest master will not allow it." ”

Song Yuqiao smiled: "Cui'er, give him the silver, and Ming'er will buy a good-looking outfit, old paper...... Miss Ben only follows the beautiful and the material...... Ahem...... Only be friends with good-looking and useful people. ”

Watson...... Friend?

Cui'er ...... Friend?

"That's it, you all go down, I'm tired."

Watson took the money and walked out the door.

Cui'er said suspiciously: "Miss used to let me sleep on the floor in front of Miss's bed......"

Song Yuqiao said with a smile: "I was useless before, but now I don't need you to sleep on the floor." ”

Cui'er also laughed, seeing that after her master died and came back to life, it was as if she had changed as a different person, and she was more happy than worried. As long as the master is well, it doesn't matter what she becomes.

Cui'er pouted: "I can't sleep without guarding Miss." ”

Come to think of it, over the years, she has guarded this mute young lady, lest she often wake up in the middle of the night and cry silently. In the eyes of outsiders, Yu Qiao is a stupid and dumb lady, but for Cui'er, she regards Yu Qiao as the closest person.

Yu Qiao said softly: "Then you can sleep on the floor." ”

Cui'er hurriedly happily laid out the quilt, sat down, and lay on the edge of the bed to look at Yu Qiao. I just think that the young lady in front of me is more beautiful than before.

Yu Qiao lay down, and Cui'er also hurriedly lay down.

After a while, Yu Qiao half sat up, and Cui'er quickly sat up.

Yu Qiao touched his face, which was tender to the touch, like mutton fat. At first, I wiped my face clean with hot water, but I always felt uncomfortable.

Women in the twentieth century were proficient in all kinds of cosmetics from an early age, and they made a face radiant. Could it be that there is not even a facial cleanser for washing your face here?

Yu Qiao looked at Cui'er and asked, "Could it be that just wiping your face with water is over?" ”

Cui'er was stunned for a moment by such a question, thought for a while and said: "Since Miss was born, she has washed her face and bathed with bath beans, so Miss's skin is so good." ”

"Bath beans?"

Cui'er smiled: "It's not just bath beans, this is not something ordinary people can afford." It is necessary to grind the mung bean into a fine powder, and then pound it into fine powder with jataman, kaempa, fragrant root, baiji, parsnip, rhizome, white zombie, white aconite, smallpox pollen, and tonka incense. ”

Song Yuqiao opened his mouth. It seems that the old paper has underestimated the skin care technology of this ancient time......

Cui'er continued: "Ordinary people naturally can't afford it, but those who are slightly better can also wash their faces with rice washing water, which can also make their skin white and flawless. ”

On a whim, Yu Qiao asked Cui'er to serve her to wash her face with bath beans. She touched her skin, it was really slippery.

Cui'er took a box from the dresser and opened it to reveal the aroma of pollen.

Cui'er said: "Every March, all kinds of flowers bloom in the courtyard of the house, and the girls will pick them, dry them and grind them, and then mix them with lamb oil. ”

After all this was done, Yu Qiao climbed into bed again. Cui'er took another box, took out a few slices from it, and handed them to Yu Qiao's mouth: "Miss, this is the new tea in March, after drying, it can freshen your breath when you put it in your mouth." ”

Wipe! Don't you brush your teeth......

No wonder ancient women smiled without showing their teeth, specifying that they did not dare to show their teeth.

His eyes rolled a few times, and he half-sat up again: "Don't you need to wash your teeth?" ”

Cui'er sneered: "Take a sip of tea, rub your teeth with your index finger, don't you wash it." ”

Old Paper ......

Yu Qiao fell...... Backward, really backward......

Wouldn't it be a terrible thing not to brush your teeth, no, the old paper will never suffer such evil......

She has to think about how to take the current Song Yuqiao well.

She lived again to be blessed, not to suffer.

The eldest lady of the Song family, who had been dumb for ten years, suddenly spoke up, and it spread throughout the Song Mansion for a while.

The East Garden, that is, the backyard of the Mingshi Garden, is divided into four courtyards.

Song Mingshi's stepfamily, Mrs. Wang, and her daughter Song Yuzhu have a courtyard, called Yuzhu Garden.

Song Mingshi's concubine Li Xiaoniang lives in a courtyard, and the courtyard has not yet been named, just waiting to see if the one born in her belly is a man or a woman.

Song Yuqiao lives alone in a courtyard called Yuqiao Garden.

There is still a courtyard that is still empty, isn't it that Song Mingshi still wants to take a concubine? Laugh at!

The four courtyards have their own independent gardens, from the arch of the garden, there is the cloister pavilion pond, the flowers and plants are flourishing, the flowing water is murmuring, the environment is elegant, the layout is tranquil, and it is very suitable for women to live.

Although Mrs. Wang is the stepmother, she takes the place of Song Yuqiao's mother, like a housewife, taking care of everything in the Song Mansion.

Although she is from a humble background, she is not shrewd and capable, but after all, she has been in the house for all these years, and she still takes a good position as a housewife.

Song Fu only knew that she was a person who ran the rivers and lakes to sell her arts, and was raised by Song Mingshi on the street.

When the door is right to kill people, Song Mingshi's marriage to Song Yuqiao's mother is completely the name of the parents. I don't know how much sincerity he has for her.

Daughter Song Yuzhu is two years older than Song Yuqiao, but she is called the second lady. Because he was kept outside, he was brought into the house later.

His son Song Yuqing lives in the front yard, and Song Yuzhu is a twin, fifteen years old, studying hard every day, and striving to gain fame.

Here, too, he sat in his mother's room.

Mrs. Wang held a cup of tea in her hand, gently blowing the foam on the water, with a correct posture and no waves.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is a wild atmosphere all over your body, but unlike other women, you have a wild style.

The silk handkerchief in Song Yuzhu's hand stirred and stirred between her two fingers, and she said angrily: "Mother, did you hear it, that dumb man can speak!" There is such a thing in the world, the doctor who fished it out of the river said that he was dead, how could he come back to life? Even if you come back to life, how can you speak? ”